New Beginnings (The Billionaire’s Baby #4)(30)
Author: Helen Cooper

“What—no!” She reached out to him and he walked quickly to the door.

“I have to go and think, Sophie.” He left the apartment and ran down the emergency stairs. He didn’t want her coming after him in the elevator. He stopped after a couple of flights and broke down in sobs, his body shuddering at the emotion he was letting out. He had to let Sophie go, it was the only way. This was his mess and he had to fix it. He couldn’t allow it to consume and ruin her life as well. And maybe one day she would be able to forgive him. As he walked out of the building for the last time, he prayed to God that she would be able to forgive him for walking out on her. He pulled out his phone and threw it into a trash basket. He didn’t want anyone being able to track him via GPS. He was making a clean break. It was what he had to do.

Chapter 15

Ella

She saw him walking towards her and her heart skipped a beat. He was more handsome than she had remembered. She wanted to ask him how he knew so much about her and if he wanted to hurt her brother but she didn’t think that would be the best approach.

“Hi, Goldengirl.” He smiled and gave her a kiss on the cheek.

“Hi there, Doctor Spencer.” She grinned. “Or should I call you likestolisten?”

“Listening is not what I want to do right now?” He grabbed her hand. “Let’s go.”

“Wait, no dinner first?” She grinned at him, only half joking.

“Are you hungry?” He looked at her pointedly. She was wearing a short black dress, and it was obvious that she had no underwear on, her ni**les were pointing through the top and he could see no underwear line. Not even for a thong.

“It would have been nice if you would have asked at least.” She sighed.

“Okay sorry, would you like to eat?”

“That’s okay.”

“Come.” He pulled her down a side street and into an alley by some restaurants.

“What are we doing here?” She frowned. It was a pretty shady side street and she hoped that he wasn’t about to rob her.

“Bend over.” He pushed her forward so that she was resting on a recycling bin.

“Eww,” she groaned as she smelled the contents of the bin that had been obviously been used for more than recycling.

“Sshh.” He grunted and she felt him lift up her dress quickly and then push his already hard dick into her pu**y.

“Ooh,” she groaned. She wasn’t sure why, but her pu**y was wet and accepted him into her easily. He reached forward and grabbed her br**sts as he f**ked her and she slammed her ass back into his c**k as he moved. She felt an orgasm building and was just seconds from coming when he withdrew from her and groaned, spurting his cum all over her dress. She stood up horrified and with a heavy pu**y as he zipped his pants back up and pulled her dress down. “That’s it?” She stared at him with an angry look.

“I got mine.” He grinned. “Come, let’s eat.”

“What the f**k?” She pushed him. “What about me, ass**le?”

“Do you have to come every time?” He looked at her with disgust. “Didn’t you know that sluts get what they get? You can’t come every time.”

Ella stared at him in shock. “Tell me one thing, Dr. Spencer, what exactly do you know about me and my brother, Max?”

He looked at her with wide eyes. “What the f**k are you talking about?”

“I saw your text earlier from Frank.”

“That’s how Max knew.” He slammed his fist against the wall. “Shit.”

“How Max knew what?” She looked at him in worry. “How do you know Max?” She had thought he was just some third-party. She hadn’t thought that he had any real connection to him. “Do you work for the company?’

“No.” He laughed bitterly.

“Tell me.” She leaned in towards him. “Or I’ll just have him tell me.”

“I’m his shrink.” He sighed.

“His shrink.” Ella’s face went white. “Oh my God.”

“Your brother is one f**ked up mother f**ker.” He laughed bitterly.

“Why are you trying to ruin him?”

“I couldn’t give two shits about your brother, Ella.” He rolled his eyes. “It’s business.”

“You work for Frank Phillips?”

“Something like that.” He sighed. “I’m not too happy about it, trust me.”

“So what was this between us?” She pointed at them. “Was I part of the plan?”

“Not really.” He looked at her dismissively. “You gave it up. I took it. Nothing more to it. I just wanted some information from you.”

“I see.” Ella tried to keep her tone even. “So I was just a plaything.”

“No offense, Ella.” He looked at her pointedly. “But I like my girls a little sweeter and less slutty.”

“How dare you?” She slapped him across the face and he pushed her back against the wall.

“How dare I?” He slipped his hand up under her dress and ran his fingers along her pu**y lips that were dripping wet. He leaned in and whispered in her ear as he pushed two fingers inside of her, “Here we are, in a dark alleyway, I’ve just called you a slut, yet you are still allowing me to finger f**k you.” He felt her pu**y lips shudder around his fingers as she started to come. “And you are enjoying it.” He stared into her wide eyes as he slowly withdrew his fingers and wiped the moisture off on her dress. “You should be proud of yourself, Ella, you have everything to live for, you’re beautiful, rich and going home with my sperm and your pu**y juices all over your trashy dress.”

Ella pushed him off her and shouted at him, “You’re an ass**le.”

“I know.” He laughed bitterly. “That’s what got me into this mess.”

“Why would you do this to me?” she cried out in anguish.

“It was one of your kind that got me in this position,” he shouted. “I just wanted some fun. She told me she was eighteen. The slut. She is the one who took me to the club. And they filmed it. And she was fifteen. A fifteen year old rich slut ruined my life.”

“I don’t understand.” Ella frowned. “What club? Why would someone film it?”

“Because they knew I was Max’s shrink.” He laughed bitterly. “They set me up so they could use me.”

“Frank Phillips?”